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Fred
spurred
his
horse
,
and
they
trotted
on
a
little
way
.
When
they
slackened
again
,
Mr
.
Bambridge
said
—
"
Not
but
what
the
roan
was
a
better
trotter
than
yours
.
"
"
I
’
m
quite
satisfied
with
his
paces
,
I
know
,
"
said
Fred
,
who
required
all
the
consciousness
of
being
in
gay
company
to
support
him
;
"
I
say
his
trot
is
an
uncommonly
clean
one
,
eh
,
Horrock
?
"
Mr
.
Horrock
looked
before
him
with
as
complete
a
neutrality
as
if
he
had
been
a
portrait
by
a
great
master
.
Fred
gave
up
the
fallacious
hope
of
getting
a
genuine
opinion
;
but
on
reflection
he
saw
that
Bambridge
’
s
depreciation
and
Horrock
’
s
silence
were
both
virtually
encouraging
,
and
indicated
that
they
thought
better
of
the
horse
than
they
chose
to
say
.
That
very
evening
,
indeed
,
before
the
fair
had
set
in
,
Fred
thought
he
saw
a
favorable
opening
for
disposing
advantageously
of
his
horse
,
but
an
opening
which
made
him
congratulate
himself
on
his
foresight
in
bringing
with
him
his
eighty
pounds
.
A
young
farmer
,
acquainted
with
Mr
.
Bambridge
,
came
into
the
Red
Lion
,
and
entered
into
conversation
about
parting
with
a
hunter
,
which
he
introduced
at
once
as
Diamond
,
implying
that
it
was
a
public
character
.
For
himself
he
only
wanted
a
useful
hack
,
which
would
draw
upon
occasion
;
being
about
to
marry
and
to
give
up
hunting
.
The
hunter
was
in
a
friend
’
s
stable
at
some
little
distance
;
there
was
still
time
for
gentlemen
to
see
it
before
dark
.
The
friend
’
s
stable
had
to
be
reached
through
a
back
street
where
you
might
as
easily
have
been
poisoned
without
expense
of
drugs
as
in
any
grim
street
of
that
unsanitary
period
.
Fred
was
not
fortified
against
disgust
by
brandy
,
as
his
companions
were
,
but
the
hope
of
having
at
last
seen
the
horse
that
would
enable
him
to
make
money
was
exhilarating
enough
to
lead
him
over
the
same
ground
again
the
first
thing
in
the
morning
.
He
felt
sure
that
if
he
did
not
come
to
a
bargain
with
the
farmer
,
Bambridge
would
;
for
the
stress
of
circumstances
,
Fred
felt
,
was
sharpening
his
acuteness
and
endowing
him
with
all
the
constructive
power
of
suspicion
.
Bambridge
had
run
down
Diamond
in
a
way
that
he
never
would
have
done
(
the
horse
being
a
friend
’
s
)
if
he
had
not
thought
of
buying
it
;
every
one
who
looked
at
the
animal
—
even
Horrock
—
was
evidently
impressed
with
its
merit
.
To
get
all
the
advantage
of
being
with
men
of
this
sort
,
you
must
know
how
to
draw
your
inferences
,
and
not
be
a
spoon
who
takes
things
literally
.
The
color
of
the
horse
was
a
dappled
gray
,
and
Fred
happened
to
know
that
Lord
Medlicote
’
s
man
was
on
the
look
-
out
for
just
such
a
horse
.
After
all
his
running
down
,
Bambridge
let
it
out
in
the
course
of
the
evening
,
when
the
farmer
was
absent
,
that
he
had
seen
worse
horses
go
for
eighty
pounds
.
Of
course
he
contradicted
himself
twenty
times
over
,
but
when
you
know
what
is
likely
to
be
true
you
can
test
a
man
’
s
admissions
.
And
Fred
could
not
but
reckon
his
own
judgment
of
a
horse
as
worth
something
.
The
farmer
had
paused
over
Fred
’
s
respectable
though
broken
-
winded
steed
long
enough
to
show
that
he
thought
it
worth
consideration
,
and
it
seemed
probable
that
he
would
take
it
,
with
five
-
and
-
twenty
pounds
in
addition
,
as
the
equivalent
of
Diamond
.
In
that
case
Fred
,
when
he
had
parted
with
his
new
horse
for
at
least
eighty
pounds
,
would
be
fifty
-
five
pounds
in
pocket
by
the
transaction
,
and
would
have
a
hundred
and
thirty
-
five
pounds
towards
meeting
the
bill
;
so
that
the
deficit
temporarily
thrown
on
Mr
.
Garth
would
at
the
utmost
be
twenty
-
five
pounds
By
the
time
he
was
hurrying
on
his
clothes
in
the
morning
,
he
saw
so
clearly
the
importance
of
not
losing
this
rare
chance
,
that
if
Bambridge
and
Horrock
had
both
dissuaded
him
,
he
would
not
have
been
deluded
into
a
direct
interpretation
of
their
purpose
:
he
would
have
been
aware
that
those
deep
hands
held
something
else
than
a
young
fellow
’
s
interest
.
With
regard
to
horses
,
distrust
was
your
only
clew
.
But
scepticism
,
as
we
know
,
can
never
be
thoroughly
applied
,
else
life
would
come
to
a
standstill
:
something
we
must
believe
in
and
do
,
and
whatever
that
something
may
be
called
,
it
is
virtually
our
own
judgment
,
even
when
it
seems
like
the
most
slavish
reliance
on
another
.
Fred
believed
in
the
excellence
of
his
bargain
,
and
even
before
the
fair
had
well
set
in
,
had
got
possession
of
the
dappled
gray
,
at
the
price
of
his
old
horse
and
thirty
pounds
in
addition
—
only
five
pounds
more
than
he
had
expected
to
give
.
But
he
felt
a
little
worried
and
wearied
,
perhaps
with
mental
debate
,
and
without
waiting
for
the
further
gayeties
of
the
horse
-
fair
,
he
set
out
alone
on
his
fourteen
miles
’
journey
,
meaning
to
take
it
very
quietly
and
keep
his
horse
fresh
.
"
The
offender
’
s
sorrow
brings
but
small
reliefTo
him
who
wears
the
strong
offence
’
s
cross
.
"
—
SHAKESPEARE
:
Sonnets
.
